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Mar 2018
i am a man
with no some distinction
i feel nothing
on every occasion
i love this world
as it is present
nothing save something
when going to destruction
my tongue say nothing
my hands tied with something
my heart is sleeping
my eyes been closing
i have become something
that is never be helping
i work for nothing
i do mean nothing
i have become a man
that's have no real existence
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